Xiao Yao groaned, and when he saw Wuming coming out, he said hoarsely: "Senior, save me, please... save me..."
However, Wuming did not heal his wound immediately, but looked at the broken knife on the ground first.
This knife belongs to Zhou Liren. When Wuming threw Xiao Yao out, he also threw out the broken knife.
In fact, he broke the knife with his own hands. At the moment of exchanging positions, he and Zhou Liren overlapped for a moment. He broke Zhou Liren's knife and then appeared in Zhou Liren's position, while Zhou Liren appeared in his original position and took the attack of the skeleton spider for him.
Maybe because Zhou Liren was already dead, the broken knife looked very strange at this moment.
There were faint black threads moving on the blade that looked like red crystal, just like a big fish eating a small fish, swallowing up some inconspicuous red dots inside the broken knife's blade.
"Anyone who appears here has committed unforgivable crimes and deserves to be put to death. Tell me, what have you done wrong?" Wuming did not touch the knife, but just said to Xiao Yao while observing.
Xiao Yao instinctively denied: "No, Senior, I have never done anything bad. I am a disciple of the Gentleman Sword Sect. Senior, you should have heard of the Gentleman Sword Sect, right?"
"Gentleman Sword Sect? I've never heard of it, but I do know about the Gentleman Sword. It's not a good thing." Wuming said indifferently.
Just by looking at the name, Wuming can guarantee that this sword sect must be full of hypocrites and villains.
Wuming controlled his energy arm to pick up the broken knife and asked, "Do you know what this is? If you want to treat your injury, at least let me know the origin of this knife."
"That's... that's the Blood Evil Soul-Separating Sword, which has the effect of sucking the blood and souls of others." Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment and then answered.
Wuming suddenly realized, "No wonder your condition is so strange. Your blood has been sucked by this knife, and your soul is also torn apart. Even if Bian Que came, he would probably only be able to give you a three-hit combo."
"Bian Que? Three in a row, what does that mean?" Xiao Yao frowned in confusion.
Wuming smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a joke. But is it really good for a disciple of the Gentleman Sword School to learn such an evil and unorthodox technique? No, it's actually quite reasonable if you think about it carefully."
Just like the Gentleman Sword Yue Buqun castrated himself to practice the Sword of Exorcism, the disciples of the Gentleman Sword School also practiced the Blood-Devil Soul-Separating Sword in a very scientific way.
"Senior, I didn't want to do it either. It was Zhou Liren who forced me to practice it."
Xiao Yao didn't expect that Wuming actually saw through that he had practiced the Blood Evil Soul-Separating Sword, and immediately pushed the responsibility onto the dead man.
Anyway, Zhou Liren is already dead, so it is impossible to refute his words.
Wuming looked at the live broadcast screen and said with a smile: "How many of his words do you think are true?"
Several comments immediately popped up:
All the civil and military officials in the court were furious: "No more words can be said, this kid is a master of blasting."
A thousand-year-old middle-aged greasy uncle: "Give him a heifer, he will definitely blow it up. Haha, this kid is playing tricks in front of Lord Wuming, he really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
Neurotic Feitong: "Master Wuming, you should quickly investigate the reason why he and Zhou Liren were not contaminated."